2 Chapter 2- An unknown savior (2/2)

”Heh” Raggard remarked. ”You probably thought some lone guy in the woods would value his life and be easy prey, am I wrong?”

A look of displeasure came across the bosses face. ”Are you trying to be smug with me? EH??”

The boss slapped Raggard across the face. ”Anyone can see that I have the advantage here. You should be begging for your life right now and you have the balls to talk back to me?!”.

His face became flustered and he kneed Raggard in the gut, causing him to topple over to the ground.

Raggard slowly stood up, gasping for air. ”I just lost all my comrades in a battle bud. You think I give a shit about my own life anymore? I gave that up before you met me boy. You thought I'd quietly submit, but I'll show you that you wont get out of this unscathed.”

Raggard grabbed his sword and lunged at the boss. Caught off guard, the boss didn't react in time, and the sword pierced through the aluminum, leaving a hole in his chest.

Raggard tried to pull the sword out but it was firmly rooted in the mans chest. The boss coughed up a spit of blood and began to screech out his final words. ”Geht-ugh blech... him..!!”

It turned into a frenzy. The boss toppled over and with him, Raggard, who was trying to pull the sword out was flung to the ground. All the bandits charged at Raggard, and his life flashed before his eyes as they came close enough to strike.

”I guess I was only good enough to slay a single bandit. Too bad I'm not a genius magician like you were, Leonard. Well, I guess that didn't do you much good anyway when the enemies were close enough to attack. My comrades, Ill be with you all soon”.

A white string of light flashed before Raggard, bouncing from head to head of the attacking bandits. Their heads flew off, and blood spurted everywhere.

20 men had been decapitated in an instant, and when Raggard looked in front of him, there appeared a young boy, seemingly about 14 years of age, wearing a green beanie. He sheathed a twisted black dagger, which was glowing with a dark aura, into his rope like belt.

”I have a deal to make with you,” The kid stated.